I headed south from Crystal River, back towards Tampa and the keys. Not having Marta with me was depressing at first, but I gradually got in touch with my inner solitude and started to enjoy myself again. I kept in touch with Marta and Johnny on the phone, and things were going beautifully for them. I could tell from their voices their relationship was growi...
This is the last part of the continuation of Becky's Marine. Thanks for the comments and feedback, they help make us authors better. Some situations in this part may not sit well with everyone. This is similar to how it happened on my deployment, but this ending is much better than it played out for me. This part is dedicated to the anonymous who has a de...
Warning! Work in progress, the full book-series is not yet finished (unless my profile states otherwise). Agonising waits in between chapters is a very real risk! Copyright of Nanna Marker * ----=(Love and Legends)=---- "Morning greetings, Little Human," said Aejoa. "Morning greetings, Aejoa," returned Majgen, and yawned sleepily. "You just woke up?" g...
It was probably one of my longest trips ever. Not in terms of just distance, but in terms of time. There were two connecting flights, but I'm used to that. But due to strong head winds, my westbound flight was delayed and I missed my scheduled connections. I never liked flying to Oregon, but now sitting around an airport for 4 extra hours in the middle of...
Langley, Virginia, USA CIA Headquarters, NCS Briefing Room Monday, July 16, 2012 1:18 PM It was an unusually hot and muggy July afternoon in Virginia. Frank Patterson and Abigail Rogers had been ordered to National Clandestine Service (NCS) offices of the CIA to be briefed on an upcoming mission. Frank being in his early thirties and with NCS division for...
© 2010 by DonnerBBQ. All rights reserved. Feedback welcome and appreciated. In a previous story, Greek Week, I wrote about a college play with a female lead, Julie. It was told from her boyfriend's perspective. This is Julie's version of the events. This version is meant to stand alone, so you don't need to read the earlier story to know what is going on....
* Set in New Zealand that has no nuclear reactors CHAPTER 1 Guthrie Marks worked alone repairing small boats Monday to Friday, usually from 7:00 till 4:00, and then would go to one of his favorite bars in the prosperous seaside town of Townsend that looked out to Okahu Island and, like everyone else in that locality, he was unaware the island soon would be...
Thanks to the Hip and Knee doctor for editing assistance. There is no sex in this story. Sorry I should have known better. I wanted it so bad that I let it cloud my judgment. A guy like me never gets a girl like Marsha. Maybe in the movies but not in real life. Three years ago Marsha started work in the office of SSA, that is; Safety and Security Affilia...
Part 04: Acceptance This is a work of fiction, the names used are fictional. Any relation to any person, real or imagined, living or dead, is purely unintentional and accidental. * Sherri awoke to a tapping on her door, light, polite, but present. Sherri upon waking thought to herself Robert, it was Robert. There was no sense of confusion, that normally a...
1. The glass door had a faux-bronze handle and the words "Has Bean's" stenciled on it in some non-specific ye-olde font. "Cute," thought Jennifer Sutcliff, nee Ludlow, as she paused in front of the suburban strip-mall coffee shop; "kind of moronic, but cute." She could feel her heartbeat in the back of her throat. "Oh heck, Jen, get a grip on yourself!" She...